"What are you buying? This is a welcome gift from Aunt Zhao." Zhao Yinghua waved his hand and said generously.
"No need. This is not good. If you want to give me a welcome gift, we can talk about it next time we meet somewhere else. I don't think you want others to say that you are taking advantage of the public," Chen Meng'er hinted.
Zhao Yinghua had not finished thinking about this. Now that she heard Chen Meng'er's reminder, she thought of how the slightly younger salesperson was like a mad dog that was biting people. She felt a lingering fear in her heart, if someone with good intentions were to use this matter as an excuse, she really would not be able to clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River. Even though she was planning to pay out of her own pocket. "Next time then. I will seriously prepare a gift for our little beauty Meng'er."
